Lyre walked into the Manager's office, the very blue-themed maiden walked with a prefect step. Her balance seemed befitting to do that silly thing humans use to do with keeping books on their heads to seem more proper. However for Lyre, she didn't need any fancy training, or at least that is what she thought, since every part before coming to this hotel has been a blur, however for her best recall, she believes her grace comes completely naturally. 

She keep her beloved golden enchanted lyre on her back, for one, its presence seems to always have a very calming effect to it. It serves like an anchor to keep her in the present, while still trying to hold on to the past. And plucking at its marvelous strings seemed to always calm her down or allow brief solace from the mundane nature of paperwork. Not only that but you can never be to certain. She is rather powerless against humans without, for normal sirens rely on their singing, a gift she doesn't own, that or it was taken from her, she still can never remember; she relies on her lyre. It and the clothes on her back, though she has obviously changed since then, where the only things she remembers bringing away from the assault that robbed her of her memories. 

When she approached the Manager, she stood straight up and bowed slightly. While the message she delivered was rather regular and mechanical, she still addressed it very seriously and as properly as humanly, or in this case inhumanly, possible. "Sir, I would like to inform you that the my routine paper-work is finished, filed, and digitally recorded. Is there any other work you wish for me to attend to? I hear their might be some complaints in the cafeteria about them not having enough humans to prepare do to the hunt."